When the ending comes, is it gonna run
 
 At us like a wild-eyed animal?
 
 A foreign disease washed upon the beach
 
 A dagger plunged from out of the shadows
 
  
  A cosmic grief beyond all comprehension
 
 All good laid low by outside evil
 
 Against belief, a riot in the streets
 
 A giant beast turning mountains into black holes
  
 
 Fiction
 
 Fiction
 
 No, none of that
 
 Rolling in your heads
 
 Reality has a far duller edge
  
 
 Everybody's hunted with a smile
 
 Being processed by the boys
  
 
 They got the job when they came back to town
 
 Why not let 'em earn a living?
 
 Fill out the form, download the app
 
 Submit your face into the scanner
  
 
 Everybody's hunted with a smile
 
 Being processed by the boys
  
 
 In their tatterdemalion uniforms
 
 They look so nice
 
 Tattoos of their children
 
 So cool, so nice
 
 This time will be gentle enough
 
 Gentle enough
 
 This time will be gentle enough
 
 Gentle enough
 
 Next time will be different
 
 Different
 
 Next time will be different
 
 So cool, so nice
 
 They'll be gentle enough
 
 Gentle enough
 
 They'll be gentle enough
 
 Gentle enough